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Fredro Starr - One Night lyrics
f/ Begetz, Ice-T, Mieva, Versatile [Chorus 2X: Mieva] I don't want to love you I just wanna, fuck you One night, one night, just wanna fuck you [Begetz] Oh bitch you so fine, like a trampoline wit rocks you just shine Be a real bitch, let me hit it from behind Which bed you wanna climb, throwin lace and shit Just want the pussy one time, let 'em know I don't love 'em, I don't hate 'em neither Best way to describe Begetz, is the faithful cheater Ain't no rings on ya finger, is we fuckin or what? Pack a overnight bag, and still ya man trust Said "guns turn me on" she got a thing for rappers Gettin fucked in the ass, face stuck in the mattress Should of listened to Fire, every bitch is liar Ain't worth shit but a blunt and lighter, get high bitch [Versatile] I treat a bitch like a ho, cuz a ho's a bitch You know it's Other People's Money that be makin them trick They makin me sick, never stop suckin my dick Thinkin the nigga runnin tricks cuz he sit in a six I by Crys' just to spit on bitch Very Important Pimp, I know you hear that bitch You see this wrist? When the sky look like this, ya ass can skip A bitch will learn, first of all I don't pay for titties Know you man, gettin hed in a Range, in the city Hittin switches, while ya whole ass zip down my dickey Avoidin hickeys, I don't love ya hoes for nothin Smack a bitch, and you think I'm frontin, playa, trick [Chorus 2X] [Fredro Starr] Trick, what, lace who? I ain't Mase, boo Fire is a nigga that'll fuck you and tape you And show it to your face boo, not behind ya back And let you see how you gettin murdered from the back If it wasn't for the flicks would you be all on my dick When we fuckin, you let a nigga call you bitch When you suckin, will make you swallow all of my shit Should of "Treat You Like a Prostitute" and listened to Rick But the head got better, pussy got wetter Six months later, Begetz couldn't dead her But guess what? I keep that bitch broker than fuck Let her browse wit a cloud and started open her up I brought her out though, shoes, just to open her up It's coconuts, the way she sniff coke up the nuts You know the rules, keep 'em pretty, never cash in the hand That's what you get from a one night stand, don't move bitch [Chorus to end] [Ice-T] That's right bitch, don't move, this Ice-T bitch Now you got real trouble, you know what I'm sayin Fire let me holla at this ho Yo bitch, they told me if you knew better, you'd choose better You know? You think long, you think wrong The problem is bitch, you can't swing a slow bat at a fast pitch Fuck a nigga like me, you might get rich But it ain't gonna be all fun you step outta poppin one muthafuckin inch You better duck or run I really can't get mad at you for not recognizin this izzy Cuz if you ain't never had nothin how the fuck you supposed to get used to somethin The true root of the problem wit most of ya broke ass hoses You so muthafuckin used to losin you can't even figure out what ya fuckin, what Bitch! |
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